Characters:Wicked OTA Setting: NYC Chinatown Monday evening Content:Shopping and some mugging, y'know Christmas Stuff Summary:Wicked get's the warm fuzzies as she witnesses New York get into the Holiday Spirit!
“Alex-check”
Halloween was no doubt Wicked’s signature holiday. It fit in with the stereotype one would expect from a mutant who liked to summon the ghostly shadows of the dead. But Wicked had a not so secret affair with Christmas, especially in New York. The previous year she was on an island and as nice as it was to get a break from jack frost smacking her in the face it just wasn’t Christmas time without a bit of a chill.
“Daisy-Check; Sea Bass – Check”
Not to mention the shopping! What was Christmas without buying counterfeit hand bags in Chinatown for all your love ones? It wasn’t that she didn’t think Wanda or Kitty weren’t worth their weight in Chanel, but times were rough and she was already in hot water with Nick for taking that pterodactyl. She preferred to not have him on her ass for buying Gucci under Shield’s account.
Two Louie Vinton clutches and a Cannel Tote later she was ready to end her day when suddenly a scream erupted from the alley. She couldn’t exactly stand there and do nothing, if someone was getting mugged the least she could do was kick their ass, it was Christmas after all. She dropped her bags and raced down the alley prepared to fight if it was more than just some thug. But when she rounded the corner it was clear she wasn’t needed.
“Yah like that bastawd?!” The woman in the mink yelled as she sprayed the man on the ground with her pepper spray again before kicking him in groin. “Try to mug me?! And steal my babies’ toys?! It’s Christmas yah dick, where’s yah fuckin’ holiday spirit!” The right thing to do was to probably break it up. But the woman seemed to have the situation under control. There was nothing left for wicked to do but take out her phone and snap a picture.